Bryce’s POV
What even was his life?
Staring down at his throbbing wrist, Bryce could not even co up with an answer for his own question.
He’d had every intent of breaking the nose of the punk who had dared to grab him, when all he had wanted to do was talk to his woman. But then he had turned, and it had been none other than Ryan Terrell.
Thee Ryan Terrell, the infinite CEO, a billionaire not only since birth, but also from his own hard work.
With the pure hatred that the other man had been looking at him with. For a split second, Bryce had almost thought that the reason the man was stepping in was because he was sleeping with Vivian.
But then her school director had called out to the man, making it obvious that Ryan Terrell was there for work, and the universe had made sense again. There was just no way that a guy like Ryan Terrell would ever look twice at an ugly duckling like Vivian. But even if the guy had just been playing hero by grabbing Bryce’s wrist, it still hurt.
If Terrell had been your run of the mill rich guy, or a little less powerful, Bryce would have already been in contact with a lawyer. Getting ready to sue the pants off the man, and salivating at the money that was about to co in.
But instead of doing that, Bryce, who was all about self-preservation, was in the hospital waiting to be attended to.
The mont that his na was called, he stood and made his way to the examination room.
"How exactly did you hurt your wrist? This is a really bad sprain," The doctor asked, lightly touching Bryce’s injury with a gloved hand.
’A billionaire squeezed really hard’. Bryce wanted to say. But instead, he opted for the most obvious lie ever. One that most hospital staff probably heard on a regular basis.
"I fell," The doctor looked him dead in the eye. Then her gaze went to the very obvious finger marks, around Bryce’s wrist.
After taking a deep breath, the doctor spoke up. "Be more careful next ti," The woman told him, her tone made it very clear that she was not buying Bryce’s story.
After that, there was no more talking. She just wrapped his wrist up really tight and gave him a prescription for so light pain ds. Making his way ho, Bryce tried to make sense of the ss that was his thoughts.
What was going on with Vivian? Normally, seeing him again after so ti would make her happy. But before the billionaire had interrupted them, she had been turning him down.
Why was she acting so weird now? Every chance he got to talk to her, she turned away from him. She had even blocked him everywhere in the digital world.
How did she expect them to get back together if she was playing hard to get so much?
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Despite having already decided that there was no way that Ryan Terrell could have co to Vivian’s defense because he knew her personally. Bryce found his mind cycling back to that possibility.
Could it be?
Was the reason that Vivian was resisting him be the fact that she was dating a billionaire. Bryce laughed out loud at the ridiculous thought. But the laughter quickly tapered off as he considered what that would an if it really were true. If Vivian were hiding behind a man like that, then it would be very difficult for Bryce to get her back.
As a very successful individual himself, Bryce had always been confident in his ability to make money.
But there was money, then there was money. And even in his wildest dreams, Bryce knew that he could never go anywhere near the amount of cash that Ryan Terrell was worth, but there was just no way that that guy was sleeping with regular old Vivian. Bryce had co across pictures of Ryan Terrell with so of the most exquisite beauties from around the world.
Won so gorgeous that if Bryce ever got the chance to touch just a single one of them. Even if it were a simple innocent touch like the brush of fingertips against one another, he felt he would die a happy man.
There was no way that Ryan Terrell could go from that to...well Vivian. The woman had her uses, but she just would not be useful to a man like Ryan Terrell.
Deciding that it was just the events of the day making him think silly thoughts. Bryce pulled out his phone and started scrolling through it. The best way to get over such an unfulfilling day was to have so sex. There were many options to choose from, but in the end he settled for a housewife who was a freak in bed.
[Hey, are you up for a session tonight?] He sent, and a few minutes later the woman replied saying that she would be there. Pocketing his phone, Bryce smiled to himself. The mont that she saw his injured wrist, he would feed her so sob story about saving an old woman from getting mugged. Won loved heroic n.
His made up story would be sure to get him so amazing sex. Then after that was done, he just knew that the mother hen in the woman would not allow her to leave him suffering.
She would most likely clean up his place and cook for him. Already feeling much better about how his evening would go. Bryce decided that it was in his best interest to let go of the whole Ryan Terrell issue.
He was already having enough problems with Vivian without having to imagine that she could sohow have bagged a billionaire. All that he had to focus on was making sure that she ca back to him.
So far, despite how much he had dug into her day-to-day life, the only man that he had encountered was Ryan Terrell, who was so far out of Vivian’s league, it was not even funny. So that ant there probably was not anyone in her life. Vivian just thought she had confidence now. He had to break her down again to remind her why she needed him. Once that was done, they would get back together and things would carry on as they always had, with Bryce living his best life. And Vivian staying by his side no matter what.
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